Chapter 515 - 515: It’s Not Like That

His eyes were as bright as the brightest star in the sky, making people wanted to be submissive to him and do anything to please him.

In fact, she had made up her mind to tell him the truth and never conceal anything from him any longer.

"Yes," she took a breath and said.

However, hearing this answer, he broke into a cold smile. "Still lying to me? Savannah, are you really addicted to acting? You should be an actress not a model,"

He took out the small recorder and threw it into her arms.

She turned it on and heard her own voice coming out.

It was what she said in the morning at her dad's gravestone...

Charlotte!

Charlotte recorded it!

But she only recorded the first half of what she said, the second half about her confession of her feelings for him was not in it. Charlotte must have cut it out.

Such a recording obviously angered Dylan!

He misunderstood that she was with him completely for revenge!

"It's not like that…" She mumbled.

"Then tell me, what's it like? You said it clearly. You came back to me because you wanted revenge for your father. Now you want to say this recording is fake?" He kept his eyes on her in a cold, regardless manner.

His sudden aloofness left her paralyzed.

"So, it's true. Savannah, I never knew you're so slick," he snapped between clenched teeth.

Charlotte was right.

He was her tool to avenge her father.

She could provoke Charlotte and old Mrs. Rowe by returning to his side, and only by his power could she achieve her goal of destroying the Rowe group.

The grim look on his face made Savannah shiver all over.

"That morning, you refused to marry me because you never thought about it. You want to go back to Italy with Kevin when your revenge's over, don't you?" He continued, the coldness in his voice almost freezing Savannah's heart.

"No..." Savannah could hardly bear it.

But her answer was as ludicrous as a child's lie to him. He smiled frostily and turned away.

Watching him as he strode out the door, Savannah caught up with him and cried, "Dylan, let me explain! Yes, I approached you for revenge at first, but now, I... I really want to be with you!"

It might have been useful to say it earlier.

But now it was too late.

She knew her words were so weak that he would only think it an excuse for her not giving up her tool of vengeance!

He stopped, turning slightly with a sarcastic smile, and said icily, "I can't tell which of your words is true... You didn't even trust me. How would I believe you?"

With that, he strode straight to the car.

Savannah was stupefied. She felt that he would never come back after he left this time. An unbearable pain pierced her heart.

At that moment, she suddenly realized she was so scared that he would leave her!

The wind was strong in the dark, moonless night. A flash of lightning struck the city from the dark sky, and it began to rain.

Savannah woke up. She had to make it clear to him that she wasn't just making use of him! She couldn't see him leave like this.

Before he got into the car, she ran to grab his sleeve, trying to explain, "Dylan, I'm sorry. Let me explain! At first, I did keep something from you, but now I really don't..."

However, the man pulled his hand away mercilessly. His strength was so great that she stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Give me a chance to explain, let's go in first, please…" She caught his trousers in a hurry, too worried to notice any pain.

Dylan's face turned even darker. She was trying so hard to apologize and keep him because she really cared for him, or she just didn't want Charlotte to win the game?

After all, Charlotte was one of her targets.

The thought made him all the more irritated. He involuntarily kicked her off and went straight into the car without looking back.

The car drove into the pouring rain!

He forgot how great his strength was in his anger. Savannah lay on the ground because of that foot and could not get up for a long time. The rain increased, and soon she was completely wet.

How could he bear to see a drop of rainfall on her before?

He would have carried her in personally when she stood a little longer in the wind before, afraid she might catch a cold!

But he was like a stranger when he left without hesitation.

She felt a tingle in her eyes and could hardly keep from shedding tears as the headlight of his car disappeared in the dark, rainy night.

Her biggest fear became a reality.

It was even worse than expected.

He was really furious!

She didn't know how long she had been lying on the ground in the rain, and she even vaguely hoped that he would cool down on the road and turned around.

But he didn't.

The familiar car light didn't show up again.

He really left her alone on a rainy night.

She won by doing revenge but lost him.

"Savannah!" Garcia screamed at the door, rushing to Savannah, carrying an umbrella. "What's going on? Did Mr. Sterling come? Where's he? What happened?"

Savannah was too weak to say a word, quivering terribly with cold.

Garcia helped her up, back into the house, sat her down on the couch, and toweled her up.

"Ah..." Garcia gave a little cry when she saw the bruises on Savannah's elbows and ankles.

The red blood marks stood out in stark contrast to the white skin.

But Savannah didn't seem to know the pain. She looked lost and puzzled.

"Did Mr. Sterling do this? Why? How did this happen all of a sudden?" Garcia was surprised and heartbroken.

Savannah remained silent.

Garcia sighed, got up, and wanted to call Dr. Joe.

Savannah seemed to know what she wanted to do. She woke up and stopped her. "No, Garcia... Don't call Dr. Joe."

He had said she could call Dr. Joe at any time if she needed.

But now...

Garcia had to listen to her and took the first aid kit, disinfecting her wounds with alcohol and dressing them with gauze. Then she helped Savannah upstairs.